Even Dongfang Sansan was stunned by those words. "Then you worship the Heavenly Centipede God..."
Feng Du sneered. "Ordinary families all worship the God of Wealth. Does that make them all his people? Would they die for him?"
"..."
Dongfang Sansan was speechless. "I see."
Feng Du said indifferently, "If the Heavenly Centipede God is useful, then he's the Heavenly Centipede God. If he's useless to us, isn't he just a broken stone someone carved? If you want to worship me, then worship me. If I don't want to be worshipped anymore and throw him into the latrine, who can stop me? As for giving orders... does a stone statue get to command us?"
"That makes sense. You've convinced me."
Dongfang Sansan said, "In that case, I'm relieved."
Yan Nan was displeased. "Dongfang, what do you mean? You've been worried that when the Heavenly Centipede God arrived, we'd be on his side, haven't you?"
Dongfang Sansan thought, Of course not.
Yet her face showed only confusion as she asked, perplexed, "Brother Yan, would it be wrong for me to think that way?"
Feng Du and Yan Nan: "..."
"Pfft... cough, cough..." Feng Yun lowered his head, letting out a choked laugh as he tried desperately to hold it back.
Even he could tell that Dongfang Sansan was teasing Feng Du and Yan Nan. In other words, Dongfang Sansan had never actually thought that way.
But those words were simply too stifling.
I trust you, but I'm not going to say I trust you.
That left Yan Nan and Feng Du with all their words stuck in their throats. They could neither swallow nor argue back.
They could only suffer in silence.
"We clearly discussed this when the two of us were sitting together..." Yan Nan said angrily.
"But you didn't